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A new Song of a Young mans opinion, of the diffe- / rence betweene good and bad Women.Wither, GeorgeUniversity of California - Santa BarbaraThe Early Modern CenterDirectorPatricia Fumerton1618Early Modern Center, University of California Santa BarbaraSanta Barbara, CA05/20/200820104

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1.230-231S1256191a pleasant new tuneA Pleasant New TuneSHall I wrestling in dispaire, / Dye because a womans faire,If she thinke not well of me, / What care I how faire she be. [with variations]SHall I cast affection downe, / Because I see a Woman browne:Yet if she be not such to me, / What care I how foule she be. [with variations]author is noted as the author from whose poem this ballad is expandedPepys 1.230-231Rollins (1) I:58-65; STC 22919.5 W. J[ones, 1618?]; Rollins (2) 3069 (Feb. 7, 1638, IV, 408, Tho. Lambert).Woodblock 1: 1st 1/2 sheet folio, under title and tune, above column 1: A gentleman stands with his hand on his hip, holding a pair of gloves in his left hand, his left leg extended behind him. He wears a tall, narrow brimmed hat, a buttoned jacket or doublet, short fitted breeches, hose, a ruff, and low shoes. He wears a sword belt, with the hilt visible on his left hip.: 93 x 58Woodblock 2: 2nd 1/2 sheet folio, under title and tune, above column 3: A lady stands facing towards her right. In her right hand, she holds a large feather fan (or a branch?). The lady wears a stiff ruff and a necklace or chain. Her full skirt and the front of her dress are decorated with a row of large flowers. She appears to be scowling.: 80 x 54Pepys LibraryThe Pepys ballads : facsimile volumeEditorW.G. DayD.S. BrewerCambridge [England]1987
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1: 2301: 231A new Song of a Young mans opinion, of the diffe- / rence betweene good and bad Women.A new Song of a Young mans opinion, of the diffe-rence betweene good and bad Women.A New Song of a Young Man's Opinion, of the Difference Between Good and Bad Women.The second part of the Yonng mans Opinion.The second part of the Young mans Opinion.The Second Part of the Young Man's Opinion.Wither, George1/2 sheet folio, originally left part, 252 x 1341/2 sheet folio, originally right part, 250 x 133cropped left edge, damamged surface, uneven inkingcreased, uneven inkingcast fleuronscast fleuronsPrinterW. I.1618Printed at London by W.I. Weinstein: STCWeinstein lists I:230-231 under W. J. [W. Jones]. She notes that STC lists W. J[ones]. BBTI lists two William Jones active during the period, and one William Jaggard. Plomer notes 2 William Jones active at this time. ESTC lists W. I[ones]. The data seems too shaky to arrive at a name.

A new Song of a Young mans opinion, of the diffe-rence betweene good and bad Women.To a pleasant new tune,

S Hall I wrestling in dispaire,Dye because a womans faire,Shall my cheekes looke rale with care,Cause anothers rosie are:Be she fairer then the day.Or the flowry meads in May:If she thinke not well of me,What care I how faire she be.Shall my foolish heart be pinde,Be cause I see a Woman kinde,Or a well disposed nature,Joyned with a comely feature,Be she meeker kinder then,The Turtle Dove or pellican:If she be not such to me,What care I how kind she be,Shall a womans goodnesse move,Me to perish for her love,Or her worthy merites knowne,Make me quite forget mine owne,Be she with that goodnesse blest,As may merit name of best,If she be not such to me,What care I how good she be,Be she good or kinde or faire,I will never more dispaire,If she love me this beleeve,I will dye ere she shall grieve,

If she slight me when I woe,I will scorne and let her goe.If she be not fit for me,What care I for whome she be.Shall a Woman sweet of voyce,Make my foolish heart rejoyce:Or the pleasures of her tongueBe the meanes to doe me wrong:If she had the sweetes of minde,Above the pitch of women kinde.If she be not so to me,What care I how sweet she be.Shall a Woman truely wiseDraw amazement from mine eyes,Wondring that from such a CreatureWisdome thus should come by natureAnd comprehend the best of thingesThat from the well of wisdome springs:If she be not such to me,What care I how wise she be.Shall Cupid set my heart on fire,To see a womans chast desire,And no fond perswasions move,A chang unto her mayden love,With purity of vertue grac't,To make her more in living chast:Yet if she be not such to me,What care I how chast she be.Shall all the sweetes that doe belong,Unto a beauty faire and young,Upon a womans forehead shine,To make a Creature most devine,when on her cheeks the youthfull bloud,In prime of May begins to bud,Yet if she not such to me,What care I how young she be.Then if she be young or chast,Or with the best of Women plac't,And of my love will not thinke strangeNo life shall be ere I will change:But if regardles I her finde.Farewell false love Ile change my mindThen is she not so fit for me,As I desire my love should be.

FINIS.

The second part of the Young mans Opinion.To the same tune

S Hall I cast affection downe,Because I see a Woman browne:Shall beauties changling kill desire,Or loathing quench out fancies fire.Be she browne or black or foule'Or fronted like a broad eyd Owle,Yet if she be not such to me,What care I how foule she be.Shall my heart with sorrow burst,Because I see a Woman curst:Or shall I grive when I behold,The picture of a perfect scold:Be her tongue so truely evillThat well might tire the very Devill:Yet if she be not such to me,What care I how curst she be.Shall a Womans badnes make,Me leave true loving for her sake,Yet crosse a Woman of her will,Her best of good is worse then ill,Best or worst what ere befall,Bad is good wheres none at all.Yet if she be not such to me,What care I how bad she be.Shall I of my life be weary,To see a foolish woman merry,Or shall I thinke my selfe unfit,To speak to one that hath no wit,

This Maxem oft hath past in ScholesOur greatest plagues are women foolesYet if they be not such to me,What care I what fooles they be.Shall a Womans proud attyre,Inveagle me with fond desire:Or shall this strange devised shape,Transforme me to a wondring Ape,Be she of the proudest fashionOn every limbe a severall nation.Yet if she be not such to me,What care I how proud she be.Shall a Womans tempting smile,Accuse her for a Crokadile:Or shall I trust a wantons eyes,That most dissembles when she cryes,Be Women made of evill holy,To draw us men to wanton folly,Yet if they be not such to me,What care I how ill they be.Shall a Woman that is olde,Freeze my fancy up with colde,Shall olde desires with pleasures met,Within a coffin and a sheet:Shall doting age on beauty gaze,When youth hath spent her brightest blazeYet if she dote not thus on me,What care I how olde she be.Shall Women all affecting features,Make me judge them Angell CreaturesShal I thinke them come from Heaven,To be an earthly blessing given,Be good or bad or what you please,The lesse we need them most at ease.Be what they will if not for me.I care not then what Women be.